Uploaded September 2025 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago

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Neither does the sick patient wait for the morning,
Nor the fresh corpse for the grave.
Nor does Satan wait for a sin,
As much as I have waited for you.

That time has passed, I don't want you to come anymore;
I found you in your absence;
Leave your shadow in my imagination
Don't come, what good is it now?